| William Shakespeare - 1773 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...them, Brim-fall of forrow and difmay; but, chiefly, Him that you term'd the good old Lord Ganzalo. His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds ;. your charm fo ftrongly works 'era Thatif you now beheld them, your affeftions Would become tender. Pro-. Doft thou think fo, fpirit... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1773 - عدد الصفحات: 554
..." brimBrim-full of forrow and difmay ; but, chiefly, Him that you term'd the good old lord Gonzalo, His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds j your charm fo ftrongly works That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender, An.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1778 - عدد الصفحات: 746
...This critical period or my life proceeds as I could wifti. Him that you terfn'd The good old lord, His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From...Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? Arl. Mine would, fir, were I human. Pro. And mine lhall. Haft thou, xvhich art but air, a touch %... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1780 - عدد الصفحات: 288
...firm-fet earth, Heir not my fteps, which way they walk, for fear The very ftones prate of my wheie-about. His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From...ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affeftions Would become tender. Prof. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit? Ari. Mine would, Sir, were I human.... | |
| William Shakespeare, Joseph Rann - 1786 - عدد الصفحات: 654
...them, Brim-full of forrow, and difmay ; but, chiefly, Him that you term'd The good old lord, Gonzalot His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From...eaves of reeds : your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, • Goes upright] — fmoothly on, without faukering under his burthen. • <wtathcr -fends} — fcreens,... | |
| Andrew Becket - 1787 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...feem'd, forrow wept to take leave of them; for their joy waded in tears. Winter's Tale, A. 5, S. 2. His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds. Tempeft, A. 5, S. i, • Do not weep, good fools; .There is no caule: when you fhall know your miftrefs... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1790 - عدد الصفحات: 672
...him, That you term'd, fir, The gaud old lord, Gunzala ; His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds : your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affeftions Would become tender. Pro. Doft thou think fo, fpirit ? Ari. Mine would, fir, were I human.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1793 - عدد الصفحات: 606
...tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds : your charm fo ftrongly works them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. PRO. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? ARI. Mine would, fir, were I human. PRO. And mine (hall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1795 - عدد الصفحات: 418
...trrm'd the good old Lord Gonzala., His tears run down his beard, like winter-drops From caves of reeds i ,your charm fo ftrongly works 'e;m, That if you now beheld them, your affeftions . Would become tender* Pro. Doft thou think- fo, fpirit ? Jlri. Mine would, Sir, were I... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1797 - عدد الصفحات: 594
...tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds : your charm fo ftrongly works them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. PRO. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? ARI. Mine would, fir, were I human. PRO. And mine fhall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a... | |
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